Today is one of those days I wish I could have thrown the “gone fishing” sign on the door and sat by the water not catching anything. I needed the sleep last night but I think I tossed and turned more than I slept. The good news Owen slept all night and had a great morning. When I got up to go the bathroom he came around the corner and sat on the couch. He then went to the bathroom while I got my coffee. He even crawled back into bed with me while I sat there drinking my coffee. He was talking about the “fairy” again and getting coins in his bed. We shall see what happens when he loses it. All of these connections are a lot for me to process as well. I’m amazed and sometimes daunted by everything that is coming from him now. It’s both wonderful and exhausting at the same time. He gets upset when I don’t understand what he is trying to tell me or yells at me because we are stuck in traffic or there is construction and the list goes on. His emotions run deep when the world around him is doing something unexpected or to him it is unexpected. I have to focus on his amazing progress to keep me moving forward. He was again very talkative when we were waiting for the bus, full of information and answered the questions he wanted to answer. He told me that you wear sunglasses when it’s hot because of the sun. I asked him something about the moon and he said, “can you name five things and more animals?” He ran with the list. The morning was so calm and wonderful. And the afternoon was chaotic and emotional for both of us. When he got home he picked up a clump of bird poop that was on a rock to tell me it was a “baby pinecone.” He wasn’t pleased I wouldn’t let him keep it and that he had to wash “bird poop” off. I told him we could go look for pinecones. He did not want to go look for real “pinecones or acorns”. He was so proud of himself for identifying a pinecone. It technically did not look like bird poop so I can see why he thought that. He was not thrilled I was changing my clothes and not throwing them in the trash. I put them on the bed for a few moments and he started screaming I should throw them in the trash. He was however fascinated by his pumpkin on the counter and finally calmed down to look at it. He was eating a bean and cheese burrito until I walked away to get more to drink and he threw it away. He liked them but it was not what he wanted. He promptly asked for chicken and waffles, deciding waffles would be the choice. Today has not been one of our easygoing days. I hope we both can wake up on the right side of the bed tomorrow and start fresh. The progress is what’s important and he has made a lot of it. Our days are not always easy to explain but the love sure is. Never give up on the hope for tomorrow. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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